Land of Self-Portraits

While traveling, B and I rely heavily on the hand in front taking pictures of ourselves. I’ve just never been one to bug people to take our picture. It’s like, “God, take your own picture people.” Of course that leaves us open for pictures with no scenery because our big heads are taking up the entire frame.

But what are you going to do? Neither one of us are much for taking pictures solo, so we deal. With our big heads. Clogging up all our pictures.

B did say I took a little too many this trip. You be the judge.

Starting at the top:

1. Outside Finn Mccool’s

2. At Jacque-imos.

3. Waiting on the ferry to Algiers.

4. At the absinthe bar.

5. Getting ready to go out for New Years Eve. (I am totally rocking the red lipstick, BTW. Never thought I’d have the guts to try it!)

5. At Port of Call New Year’s Day. Hair of the dog time with a Monsoon. We also sat next to the craziest lady at the bar. No joke . She was nuts.